Spirit Realm Walker

In the black business car, Brother Hongji took out the dark red boxing gloves, put them on, moved his cervical vertebrae, and grinned:

"Are these evil professions crazy? Do you want to start a full-scale war? It just so happens that the last fight was not enough. I want to show off my skills tonight."

Sun Miaomiao, who was sitting next to him, looked out the window at the empty space and silence, frowned and said:

"The situation tonight is a little strange. Whether the evil profession wants to provoke or implement a full truce, there is no need to destroy hospitals, schools and tourist areas, just destroy the police station directly.

"My personal feeling is that they are deliberately causing trouble and don't know what they are planning."

Tianxia Guihuo nodded, then shook his head: "Anything that creates chaos and disrupts order is an official provocation, but the evil profession must be plotting something."

He suddenly remembered something and said, "Where is Jumang?"

Everyone looked at Guan Ya.

Guan Ya, who was in the front row, stared at the road without squinting. As a scout, she could sense everyone's gaze without looking back, and said:

"Don't worry about him. We'll go to Desen River Park in fifteen minutes."

Although everyone was puzzled, they didn't say anything anymore, or closed their eyes to rest, or adjusted their state.

Guan Ya took out her mobile phone and called the bachelor in the assistant team:

"Turn off all surveillance around Desen River Park."

The velvet-yellow streetlights cast a silent light as Zhang Yuanqing drove his business car to the rarely visited Desen River Highway.

There is a Desen River Park on the Isle of Man. During the day, it is full of tourists and citizens enjoying the scenery. However, because there are no residences and shops, at night, the riverside is deserted.

And because the river wind is strong at night, even homeless people are too lazy to come here. Fighting here has the least risk of affecting ordinary people.

There was also a business car behind him, driven by the Inferi, and the aid team of the Five Elements Alliance, saints and extraordinary people, close to twenty people. Excluding the bachelors and musicians who were not good at war, there were still more than a dozen people, and a business car There is no room for sitting in the car.

He was worried that the traces of the performance would be too obvious and Bacchus and Hecate would not take the bait. Those two people who could become the pinnacle saints must have rich experience and wisdom.

Commercial vehicles are speeding along the riverside road. There is only a two-meter-wide green belt and guardrails away from the Desen River. During the day, tourists like to hold on to the guardrails to take photos and watch the transport ships passing by on the river.

After driving for fifteen minutes, the riverside park is in front of us.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing looked through the rearview mirror and saw the street lights by the river extinguished one by one. The rich darkness was chasing him behind the car, and the extinguished street lights were its footsteps.

Soon, the commercial vehicle driven by the Infernal Corpse was swallowed up by darkness, and Zhang Yuanqing lost contact with the Infernal Corpse.

The aura of the Inferi was blocked, and even the branded owner couldn't sense it.

When Zhang Yuanqing came, he raised the corner of his mouth, released the accelerator, and took the initiative to plunge into the embrace of darkness.

Rich, deep darkness enveloped the commercial vehicle, and even the light of the car lights became dim.

The commercial vehicle driven by Zhang Yuanqing suddenly lost control and crashed into the guardrail on the riverside. With a "bang", the front of the car was dented and the guardrail cracked.

Zhang Yuanqing pulled the handbrake, turned off the engine, and opened the door.

He looked into the darkness behind him and saw a middle-aged man with rosacea, a pot belly and a full beard, walking together with a handsome young man with freckles on his face.

"Bacchus, Hecate!" Zhang Yuanqing said in a low tone.

"Hey, get to know us." Bacchus touched his belly and said with a smile: "The second and fourth most wanted people on the A-level list teamed up to hunt you. Did you pee your pants in fear, boy!"

Hecate lazily commented: "A top-notch prop. It's a pity that the Five Elements Alliance team is not here, otherwise it would be two."

Having said this, he looked at the two empty commercial vehicles and frowned, "No one there?"

Why is there no one? If there was no one in the car, why would Jumang wander around the river with two empty cars?

They both felt something was wrong at the same time.

Zhang Yuanqing quickly took out his pistol, pointed it at the two men and continuously pulled the trigger, while arousing their urgency.

Bullets shot into the sky, hit the ground, or flew diagonally through the river, perfectly avoiding Bacchus and Hecate. In front of an alcoholic, the trajectory was chaotic.

Although the bullets could not threaten the two peak saints, the attack behavior combined with emotional manipulation successfully aroused the two people's sense of urgency.

"Don't talk nonsense to him. There is a wind mage patrolling the sky. Kill him quickly." Hecate stretched out her hand into the void and pulled out a dark coffin.

As he jumped into the coffin, he said: "Guard me!"

The coffin lid opened, then closed again after he entered.

The next second, transparent ripples rippled from the coffin, spreading in circles and sweeping everything around.

Zhang Yuanqing in the distance and Bacchus nearby staggered. Waves of sleepiness swept over them. Their eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. No matter how strong their willpower was, it was difficult to stay awake.

Bacchus staggered a few times, forced himself to open his eyelids, took off the small tin wine bottle hanging from his waist, took a big gulp, and spit it out to Zhang Yuanqing in the distance.

The wine turned into a dense mist, with a strong and alluring drunkenness that quickly filled the air.

Plop!

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't bear it anymore, his cheeks turned red, his knees weakened, and he fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Plop!

Bacchus also fell down, and before his consciousness disappeared, he said "hey". When Jumang could not stop Hecate from sleeping, they had already won.

Of course, if three professions at the peak of their combat power hunt down a regular lawful profession, isn't it natural to succeed?

In the dream, the freckle-faced Hecate looked at the stern-looking Master Tongtian in shock.

"What are you doing in my dream?" He suddenly thought of the two empty business cars, and his expression suddenly changed: "No, you."

Leader Tongtian raised his lips: "Do you want to see the meteor shower?"

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The next second, the gray sky lit up with red fire, and large meteors fell from the sky, covering Hecate.

"Traitor, you traitor!!"

Hecate yelled angrily, and her figure was swallowed by the meteor.

Ten seconds later, the meteorite bombing ended. Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand to blow away the sputtered "dust" and saw Hecate lying on the ground full of potholes, sleeping deeply.

He is not dead, his consciousness is translucent, between reality and illusion. It was this state that allowed him to avoid the bombing of the meteor shower and successfully survive.

Zhang Yuanqing is not surprised by this. This is the passivity of Yongye's profession. When encountering a fatal attack, the body and soul will enter a state of "nothingness".

This state is immune to all attacks!

This skill cannot be activated automatically and needs to be awakened by a spiritual walker of the same profession or waiting for oneself to wake up.

In the latter case, the number of when to wake up is uncertain, it may be one day, it may be just a few days, it may be a year, or even longer.

The Yongye profession is a very special and partial profession among spiritual realm walkers. It almost abandons attack capabilities and only pursues one core: sealing.

All skills are derived from the seal, and sleep is one of the derived abilities of the "seal".

A profession like this that abandons all offensive capabilities must have self-protection skills. Zhang Yuanqing already knew this after reading the information about the Yongye profession.

"Sleep well!"

Zhang Yuanqing exited the dream and came to reality, just in time to see the original body and Bacchus waking up one after another.

Bacchus, who had just opened his eyelids, originally thought that Ju Mang had been successfully shot to death. Before he could show his joy, he suddenly saw Ju Mang lying on the opposite side and actually got up.

not dead? Why did he wake up when he was not dead? Bacchus turned back blankly and looked at the dark coffin.

At this sight, he felt a tingling sensation all over his body. Hecate in the coffin was lying quietly, her body in an illusory state.

As the local evil profession and the pinnacle saint, Bacchus could certainly tell that Hecate was passive, so Maleficent was lifted.

Just now, he and Ju Mang were both in a coma, and within the area covered by the Maleficent Curse, unless they were the masters, they would immediately fall into a deep sleep even if reinforcements from the Five Elements Alliance and Heavenly Punishment arrived.

The only possibility is that Bacchus looked at Master Tongtian beside the coffin.

Leader Tongtian is like a villain, with a sinister curve on his lips:

"You're the one who should be scared to wet your pants, Old boy."

After speaking, he raised his head and made a sharp whistle.

Mental blow!

Bacchus' head felt like being hit with a heavy hammer, and warm blood flowed from the corners of his eyes and nose.

The leader of Tongtian is a traitor, a traitor placed in the Hunter Guild as a punishment from Heaven. Damn it, little bitch Catherine, didn’t you check and confirm repeatedly before recruiting!

Bacchus endured the pain of his brain being split, and instead of fighting the Tongtian Cult Leader and Jumang, he turned around and rushed towards the Desen River.

It is impossible for him to kill two peak saints in a short period of time, especially if there are spies on his side, and the elites of Heavenly Punishment are likely to be ambushing nearby.

"You can't leave." Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Box of Night from the inventory, opened it with a snap, and released the darkness inside, making the surrounding darkness even more intense.

Then, he took out the matchbox that had not been used for a long time, polished it, and made a wish to the bright candlelight:

"I make a wish that the seal of the Box of Night is impeccable!"

The flame suddenly brightened and burned out quickly, and the wish came true.

From now on, the barrier of the Box of Night is like a rule. No one below the saint stage can break it.

Bacchus' path forward was blocked by darkness. He tried to use the "loophole" ability to bend the rules and escape from the restriction, but found that the barrier was solid and perfect, with no loopholes to drill.

This is exactly Zhang Yuanqing's purpose. Alcoholics are best at exploiting "loopholes" and can bend the rules to a certain extent. It is difficult for the box of night with the quality of a saint to trap the opponent.

But with the blessing of the matchbox, the night barrier becomes perfect.

"I don't have much time. If you have any trump card, use it quickly, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have a chance." Zhang Yuanqing said with a smile.

Bacchus was silent for a few seconds and sighed:

"I don't want to fight you to the death, but since you are seeking death, I will grant you my wish. Even if I am surrounded and killed by heavenly punishment today, I will admit it."

As he spoke, he grabbed a mottled oil painting from the inventory. The scenery in the painting was twisted and chaotic. Rivers floated in the sky, clouds spread on the earth, the sun and stars hung on the treetops, and a human-like figure walked upside down.

This is Bacchus's method of keeping the bottom of the box, a prop that dominates quality.

As one of the strongest saints in the domination stage, and a saint more powerful than Osmond and Hoover, although he does not have the ability to defeat the domination, he has genuine domination-quality items.

If he didn't control the master-level power, why would he become the strongest in the saint stage?

The colors in the oil painting broke away from the frame one after another and were thrown in all directions. The strong colors stained the ground, green belts, sky, and the Desen River, and quickly smudged.

Soon, reality turned into oil paintings, and those upside-down and distorted pictures appeared in the real world.

"Fuck."

The clone cursed, and then its body twisted strangely, its hands and feet swapped, its head appeared between its legs, and its butt appeared on its chest.

The internal organs in the body also experienced similar displacements.

He fell to the ground with a "pop", his pupils became lifeless, he lost vital signs, and then disappeared.

"Um?"

Bacchus showed no joy at all and showed a look of astonishment. He expected that the leader of the Tongtian Cult was instantly killed by the master tool, but the changes after his death were something he never expected.

In this case, it can only be said that the leader of Tongtian is not a real person?

For a moment, Bacchus thought of many possibilities. He quickly looked at Ju Mang, and his pupils reflected a figure wearing purple gold armor and a purple gold mask.

The whole body is covered in armor.

"Who doesn't have a few domination props?" Gou Mang's chuckle came from the mask.

The dominator-level armor helped him resist the oil painting's reversal ability.

Immediately, Bacchus saw the enemy grab a black and white short knife from the inventory. Before he could react, the enemy covered in purple and gold armor raised his head and let out a shrill scream.

Bacchus' head buzzed, as if he was struck by lightning, and warm blood spurted out of his nose again.

He, why does he have the skills of an illusionist? Isn’t he the Beastmaster? The leader of Tongtian Cult is not his true body, but he is? ! In his hazy mind, Bacchus still captured the truth.

But he still couldn't figure out how an evil profession could get involved in divine punishment?

Zhang Yuanqing activated the "Soul Capture" skill without hesitation, letting the dark light cover the short sword. He raised his hand and grabbed Bacchus, grabbing a translucent shadow and slashing it with all his strength.

Bacchus, who had just suffered a mental blow, suffered another heavy blow to his soul, and half of his spirit body was wiped out on the spot.

However, his distorted cognition, physical imbalance and other abilities were like a mud cow drowning in the sea and had no impact on the enemy.

Bacchus let out a heart-rending scream, and the pain of soul annihilation directly caused his brain to shut down and he lost consciousness.

Zhang Yuanqing used his star escape technique, appeared behind him, switched to white face, and stabbed into the back of his heart with a knife.

Bacchus's body quickly withered, and the essence of his flesh and blood was instantly swallowed by the body-destroying sword, turning him into a mummy.

At their stage, fighting purely on strength would require a period of hard work to win, and it would be even more difficult to decide between life and death, because even if they couldn't defeat them, they could still escape with their rich experience and professional characteristics.

But in the case of domination props, the difference between life and death is very simple.

Leader Tongtian was killed instantly, and Bacchus was also killed instantly.

This is the difference between the Lord and the Saint.

Zhang Yuanqing drew out his short knife, and Bacchus' body fell down together with the oil painting in his hand.

Zhang Yuanqing ignored the body, quickly picked up the oil painting and put it in the inventory, and then came to the coffin. Time was running out. Although the dark night cut off the breath and the picture, the rich dark night that swallowed up the light of the street lamp was a strange phenomenon in itself.

As long as a wind mage sets his sights here, he will see the darkness outside Desen River Park, a darkness that even the Wind King's pupils cannot see through. He can immediately tell that this is the ability of Yong Ye's profession.

At this time, there must be a wind mage patrolling near the Isle of Man.

We must find a way to deal with Hecate, otherwise, the wind mage will definitely take over Hecate when he comes, and the identity of Tongtian leader, a young man, will be exposed.

"There's nothing I can do about Hecate in her current state. If I can't kill her,"

Zhang Yuanqing frowned, looked at the people in the coffin, thought for a few seconds, and suddenly had an idea.

If you can’t silence them, take them away!

As for how to take away the intangible Hecate, Zhang Yuanqing discovered that although the other party was in a state of "nothingness", she was still sleeping in the coffin and did not fall out of the coffin.

The coffin seems to be able to take over the body of Yongye's profession.

Thinking of this, he picked up the coffin lid, made the lid and the coffin fit tightly, and then tried to lift the coffin.

Hecate's physical body did not "fall out" and was still in the coffin.

He tried to put the coffin into his inventory, but failed.

The inventory does not accept live people.

So Zhang Yuanqing took out the little red hat, shook out Princess Yinyao, and said: "Take the coffin away, take the waterway, find a place where no one is around, hide it, and wait for news from me."

He took out the Yin Yang robe and threw it to Princess Yin Yao.

Princess Yinyao put on her robe obediently, carried the coffin on her shoulders, jumped into the Desen River, and disappeared into the surging waves.

Zhang Yuanqing waited quietly for a moment until the ripples on the water disappeared, then took back the box of darkness and canceled the night curtain, allowing Princess Yinyao at the bottom of the river to leave smoothly.

"Woo."

As soon as the night fell, the roar of air came from the sky, and several wind mages controlled the strong wind and descended on the battlefield.

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.